“There! There!” her brother comforted her awkwardly. “Let’s forget about it now. I want to help you, Minnie.”
“I’ve lost everything.”
“You have five hundred dollars,” Veve reminded her.
“That’s right,” Mrs. Myles agreed through her tears.
“And you have a home for the remainder of your life,” her brother convinced her. “My wife and I want you with us.”
“I can’t impose on you.”
“We really want you,” Mr. Vincent said firmly. “Later on, if you find you would like to have a place of your own, I’ll build you a modern cottage close to our property.”
By this time the Brownie Scouts were certain that Sam Vincent was a most wonderful person. They were pleased that Mrs. Myles would have a good home and that she no longer would be dependent upon charity or Miss Gordon’s kindness.
“Oh, hasn’t everything ended just like a story book!” Rosemary said, her eyes shining.
“Miss Gordon will have lots of time for our Brownie troop from now on,” Jane declared in satisfaction.